Staring at the porridge in the bowl, she asked unconsciously: "Mom Qiao, where is Ruirui?"

"Belle..."

Mother Qiao's face was startled, and she wanted to wait until she had eaten something to regain her strength, and then thought about what she should tell Belle...

I didn't expect Belle to ask directly...

"Did Mr. Feng take him away?"

"Um."

Mother Qiao didn't hide it either. The young master was taken away by Feng Shao. She couldn't hide this either...

Feng Shao didn't say a word, but just asked Rui Rui to leave temporarily. I don't know what he said to Rui Rui, but Rui Rui took a serious look upstairs, and then left obediently with Feng Qingyu...

"oh."

After responding, Shabell kept her eyes lowered and put the scooped porridge into her mouth.

After finishing a bowl, Shabei'er raised her eyes and looked at Qiao's mother, smiled slightly and asked: "Qiao's mother, I still want to eat."

"ah……"

Qiao's mother thought that Shabelle would have an emotional breakdown, but she didn't expect that she would finish eating so calmly, and then talk about eating more without mentioning the young master at all... 13acv.

"No more?"

Shabelle didn't seem to see Mama Qiao's confusion...

"Yes, yes, I will bring you another bowl now."

"Okay, thank you, Mom Qiao."

Looking at Qiao's mother leaving the room with a complex expression on her face, Shabell leaned quietly on the bed and waited quietly...

She needs to take good care of her body quickly...

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"Looking for aunt..."

Feng Ruiyao stood at the door, his body swaying, but he looked at the four people guarding outside seriously. The silhouette that was similar to Feng Qingyu's face looked at the four people very seriously at this time.

It's obviously just a baby, but people can see his anger...

"Look for aunt...quickly..."

Yesterday, Daddy told himself that his aunt was sick and he needed to have a good rest. He would disturb her, so he had to take him away temporarily to let her have a good rest. When her aunt gets better, she would let him go back.

They all slept obediently at night, but when they woke up the next day, their father was not there, and neither was their aunt, so Feng Ruiyao didn't want to. He was carried downstairs, and he didn't eat obediently, so he walked unsteadily.

He said firmly that he wanted to find his aunt...

One head and two big...

"Young Master, be good, please eat first, okay?"

"No...looking for aunt!"

Feng Ruiyao shook his head and turned to look at Yu Ma. He also knew Yu Ma, but they didn't spend much time together. The expression on his face was cool and did not waver at all.

If I can't find my aunt, I won't eat.

Yu's mother was so anxious that she didn't dare to pull Feng Ruiyao back forcibly. This little guy had a really bad temper. She just tried to take him back, but the little guy bounced around so hard that his little brows furrowed.

A small look that is not angry but powerful...

"Young Master..."

Mother Yu has never been so helpless...

What kind of temper does this young master have?

Feng Ruiyao stopped talking to Yu Ma and looked at the four adults in front of him. They all ignored him, so Feng Ruiyao walked out unsteadily on his short legs.

Suddenly, several people's scalps went numb...

It doesn't matter if I stop him. The action is too heavy. If he hurts the young master, it will be over. But if he doesn't stop him, the young master runs outside and falls. What should he do if he hits somewhere...

At this moment, she saw Feng Qingyu's special car approaching from afar. Yu's mother exhaled heavily. Fortunately, she was smart enough to call Mr. Feng early and tell Mr. Feng the situation...

I thought it would take some time before I could come back, but I didn't expect that I would come back so quickly. This shows how important the young master is to Mr. Feng...

As soon as the car stopped, the door was opened. Feng Qingyu stretched out his slender legs from the car, bent slightly, and got out of the car.

Feng Ruiyao saw Feng Qingyu...

With wide eyes, he watched Feng Qingyu walking over. In his eyes, there was Hong Guoguo's accusation...

Feng Qingyu approached and reached out to hug Feng Ruiyao, but Feng Ruiyao took a step back.

Watching Feng Qingyu's little mouth open and close, he said: "Daddy... bad... bad... aunt... looking for aunt..."

Use simple words to express. The little finger points in a direction, that is the direction where Shabell lives.

Feng Qingyu understood the meaning of Feng Ruiyao's words, and the expression on his face did not change. He easily picked up Feng Ruiyao with his hands. Feng Ruiyao looked at Feng Qingyu's expression and did not dare to retreat just now.

. Obediently, Feng Qingyu took him into his arms. Under Feng Qingyu’s absolutely strong pressure, Feng Ruiyao was still a little timid... and asked Qiao Hier.

Being carried in his arms and walking inside, Feng Qingyu saw the untouched breakfast at a glance. Then he glanced at Feng Ruiyao in his arms. The meaning expressed in that glance made Feng Ruiyao shrink his neck intelligently...

He saw Feng Qingyu carrying him to the dining table and sitting down.

"Why don't you have breakfast?"

Feng Qingyu's voice was light, but it revealed severity...

Feng Ruiyao pursed his lips, but looked at Feng Qingyu bravely...

"Aunt... aunt, hello... I want aunt..."

"She's sick."

"I miss...aunt..."

I heard Feng Qingyu say that he was sick. Yesterday I saw my aunt taking injections. She had to take injections and take medicine when she was sick. There was a tangle on her face, and she finally muttered her thoughts...

"She is sick and wants to rest alone."

"Aunt……"

Feng Ruiyao still wanted to argue, but when he met Feng Qingyu's eyes, he pursed his lips obediently and said nothing.

Daddy looks so scary...

"Have a meal."

Two words, with sternness. Feng Ruiyao opened his mouth obediently and fed Feng Qingyu. On the side, Yu Ma looked at the interaction between the father and son. There were obviously not many words, and Mr. Feng also

He regarded the young master as a grown-up child, and actually talked to him seriously.

What's even more miraculous is that the young master actually seems to understand the meaning of every word he says. Look at that little face with a frown and a thoughtful look on his face. It's really cute.

After breakfast was finished, Feng Qingyu took a piece of paper and handed it to Feng Ruiyao. Feng Ruiyao wiped his mouth randomly a few times. Then he raised his face and looked at Feng Qingyu with bright eyes.

The meaning is obvious. Ruirui has already eaten breakfast obediently, and dad takes Ruirui to meet his aunt...

"Ruirui likes aunt very much?"

Feng Qingyu's voice was still faint...

Feng Ruiyao's originally gloomy little face lit up immediately after hearing Feng Qingyu's words, especially the eyes looking at Feng Qingyu suddenly brightened. Just because Feng Qingyu couldn't see it, he tried hard

Nodding his little head...

It seems that this can let Feng Qingyu know how much he likes his aunt, and let him see her immediately...

Feng Qingyu seemed to have listened, and he lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking about.

He hugged Feng Ruiyao and put him down, then looked down at Feng Ruiyao and said, "Feng Ruiyao, be obedient here and don't make any more noise. Do you hear me clearly?"

Word for word, that's an order.

Feng Ruiyao stood there, with his little face raised. He and Feng Qingyu looked at each other, and then wanted to resist. But one was taller and the other shorter, the distance was wider. Feng Ruiyao tried his best to open his eyes, trying to stare.

Guo Feng Qingyu. But I was really tired with my head raised and my eyes staring.

"Weak people must obey. When you grow up and catch up with daddy, you can be equal to me."

Although he didn't understand what Feng Qingyu said, he could feel that his father was letting him know the difference between the two...

grow up……

Become more powerful...

More powerful than daddy...

At that time, he can do whatever he wants.

You can see your aunt anytime you want...

With his little fists clenched, Feng Ruiyao stopped working hard, straightened his neck, turned and ran to his toy room downstairs. In the toy room downstairs, there were various realistic toy guns. Feng Ruiyao

Qingyu looked at the open door and the little guy sitting among a pile of guns. A warm look flashed in his cold eyes.
To be continued...